Not the Hope Husband

Spend

"Leave it!" fatir said as he continued to guide his game.

"Akh ..." d****** both filled the room. Several times the release of both, the body that vibrates violently like being stung by electricity.

For a long time they performed the ritual for the first time. To the extent that several times enjoyed the peak and several times also the body Fatir collapsed on top of the body Viona equally limp out of energy.

But in a few moments the ball that has deflated also expands and asks to enter again and again to the goal that is now getting used to entering it. Truly Viona became opium for Fatir and his candlestick beyond the nicotine in the content of cigarettes.

"Oh my goodness .. we've been doing the ritual for 3 hours." Inner Viona when looking at the round clock that was on the wall.

Finally for the last time the two of them felt a sense of release, the bodies of the two were greatly tensed up in the sign of something peaking.

"Ehg!" fatir murmured and his body collapsed on the side of the wife who is now fully a wife. Fatir hugged the wife's body tightly with a warm kiss on the forehead and head.

"Thank you darling?" fatir's voice was so slow. But being able to make Viona's heart flower is the first time the words of affection from Fatir's lips.

The night was getting late both of them fell asleep with still both innocent and hugged each other tightly, looking happy hue drawn from the faces of both. The cold atmosphere adorned the evening that morning, the two people who were in a drunken romance and precisely finished the beautiful honeymoon was getting hugs.

Usually Fatir every 03.00 hours woke up. But this time he was so good and didn't remember anything.

Suddenly Fatir jumped up. Surprised to see the clock on the wall showing at 06am. Rubbing his eyes many times face-to-face clockwise does not change, but still even keeps moving.

"Astagfirullah .." slowly Fatir moved Viona's head onto the pillow that looked so deep. Then he rushed down and half ran to the bathroom, wanted to clean up and had not prayed at dawn as well.

Fatir took a lightning shower so quickly he came back, rushing to get his clothes. After that, perform the morning prayers that have been missed.

Wanted to wake Viona up but it looked so good. Then open the curtains and then sit back on the bed looking at Viona with lips that smile fluffy. Imagine the events of last night that were so ah.

Go to the market. Afraid of Viona being in pain and in need of her, she finally calls the house guy to go to the market and take care of everything and he'll come rather unlucky. Fatir's head is approaching and cuph! kissed Viona's forehead gently. Do not have the heart to fear the last night ritual impregnated considering that time he cried in pain.

Viona wriggled favorably and her eyes were directly on the handsome face of Fatir who was so close to his face. "Hem ... morning dear? go to the market, right?" viona asked as she hugged Fatir's neck.

"Morning too. But look at the sun is high. What time is it, baby?" fatir's voice shrieked and placed his lips on Viona's cheeks.

"Huh?" viona's eyes moved looking towards the wall clock. Viona was extremely stunned when she saw the clockwork turn. He soared that his blanket came down exposing his beautiful mound.

Fatir quickly put up a blanket to cover the part. Viona stared fixedly at Fatir's face and hurried to lower her legs while clamping the blanket under her armpit. But Viona's lips were grimacing.

Fatir. "Why?" and come closer to holding his shoulder.

Viona tried to stand up and took a step or two. Then stop looking towards Fatir. "My core area hurts. Confirm." Biting her lower lip and sitting her body back on the edge of the bed.

Fatir embraces Viona's shoulder, and all over Viona's body are the many possession marks she made last night "You sick? sorry it was me!" Gently pecking Viona's shoulder.

Viona's face looked anxious. "Where at 09 want to meet out of town again, how dong?" Viona's.

"Tomorrow to go to tomorrow." Advice Fatir.

"Ndak can .." complained Viona as she glanced at her dirty-looking bed with bloodstains on the bedsheet.

Netra Fatir's eyes also follow Viona's eyes. He smiles. Even though Viona dated Hendra for years. It turned out that Viona was good at keeping her chastity all along. Until she leaves it to her more entitled husband.

Without cue. Fatir carried Viona's bridal style body to the bathroom. Making Viona gasp for such treatment, but reflexively embraces both hands on the shoulders of the man who is now taking her to the bathroom.

Then Fatir filled the bathtub with warm water. Viona's eyes continued to stare at the man.

"Comeout? I can be alone and I'm embarrassed if you're here" Viona's quilt-wrapped ink.

"No, it's my fault that's made you sick like this. It makes you cry too" said Fatir. Then pulled Viona's hand slowly led her into the bathtub, Viona's face met with red, embarrassed not playing in front of Fatir her body as smooth as a baby.

"No need to be ashamed Non, last night also Ndak shy along with me," said Fatir with a smug grin.

"What the hell?" Viona blushed while soaking herself in the bathtub. Then Fatir bathed Viona gently and carefully.

Viona closed her eyes feeling the warmth and fragrance of the water as well as the aroma of the therapy. It feels like it's infiltrating into the pores.

When she finished, Viona was taken back to her room. On the stand on the edge of the bed and Fatir dries Viona's hair with a small towel.

"Oyeah, wait!" Fatir took his pants hanging. Picking up a small object he carried to Viona who was staring in wonder.

"What's that?" viona asked before Fatir opened his hand.

Fatir sat down in front of Viona. "I treat that red one." Fatir immediately applied the ointment to Viona's skin that looked blue red.

Fatir told Viona to lie down and open her legs. She wanted to smear it on Viona's sensitive area that she said was sick.

"Son, I can do it myself." Viona refused Fatir's orders. He felt ashamed until Fatir saw his.

"Darling .. come on. It's all my fault so I have to take responsibility, "Fatir put Viona's body on the bed and put the kimono on the towel. Opening Viona's legs a little to see Viona's and it does look a little swollen and chafed.

"It has. Wake up?" Fatir helps Viona sit up and lean.

"You're not selling?" viona asked looking at Fatir who was still sitting in front of her.

"No. Uh sales, same kids. I'll be a little sorry to go there." Give Viona a glass of water.

"Oh, the bedsheets. Can I ask for help, right? get it in the closet, the sheets are the color of flower ash." Viona pointed at the closet.

Netra Fatir's eyes followed the direction that Viona meant and her wide steps approached the closet and took the item that Viona asked for and opened it.

Viona came down and pulled her blanket over to be replaced. So too with the pillows and bolsters.

"here! I'm the one who put it up. Not sitting on the couch." Fatir drags Viona to sit on the sofa. And he installed all.

Viona slightly smiled looking at him while sitting down casually. His hand picked up the cell phone and called Su, so that the meeting would be on a fastener until later in the afternoon.

Currently he does not dare to go out first with a condition that still looks red in and blue especially in the neck. Plus, I feel uncomfortable in certain areas. The body was also crumbling due to last night. As if everything was made up once.

The bed was neat, the dirty was Fatir soaked in the bathroom. Then Fatir approached and sat down beside Viona. "Where? it can be dated!"

"Later afternoon. Time back." His head is leaning towards Fatir's shoulder. Fatir's head is down and cuph! kiss the head of Viona gently.

Gts ....

Gts ....

Gts ....

"Vi, you're still in the room, right? why not breakfast! it's noon. Fatir too, the bike is still there isn't selling him?" oma Yani's voice from behind the door.

Fatir and Viona sat at each other. Viona's face panicked as she held her neck. "Well, what's the shame?"

Fatir who does not know how to just dumbass. Staring at Viona's anxious-looking face and covering her neck with a palm.

"Grab a scarf in the closet?" viona's request to Fatir and Fatir heeded Viona's request.

"Vi, you're awake, right? Nak ... it's breakfast first," continued Bu Asri.

"Iy-iya Mah .. don't." Viona immediately put a scarf around her neck that was important to cover the red mark that was not just that one.

Fatir opened the door to his room. "Omom, Ma ..."

Oma Yani and Asri before entering noticed Fatir and Viona who were seen sitting on the sofa. Then they both went into the room. Fatir followed from behind.

"Don't Fatir sell?" investigate Oma Yani while sitting her butt on the sofa near Viona.

"Suits, same kids first. I'll be a little unlucky, Oma." Fatir replied while pulling his lips revealing a smile.

Netra Bu Asri's eyes swept across the room that looked strange and I don't know what?

"Darling, you look pale, are you sick?" look at Bu Asri who saw her daughter looking pale and her hand holding Viona's chin look right and left.

"Eh .. maybe last night Vi was sleep-deprived, Ma" said Viona as she glanced at Fatir who was sitting across the street.

"Can you sleep less? didn't you go out of town this morning to lead a meeting?" oma Yani asked, her eyes looking towards Viona. There is a peculiarity that Oma Yani gets from Viona.

"Yes, Oma, it'll be late in the afternoon. I took my time off, my body hurt and crumbled because of it," said Viona.

"What's? what's Vi for?" tanya Oma and Bu Asri looked at Viona The two were curious,

"Em .. mak-means Vi. Not feeling well!" errata Viona. Closing mouth. "Tok can-can be to pluck the lips anyway." Curse himself.

"Oh, Vi just finished a shower huh, wet bath, wah... looks like Mama's daughter finished the first night huh?" half whispered.

"E-eleg ah. Just ordinary!" elak Viona's.

Oma Yani scrunched her forehead looking at Viona's pale-looking state and there was a red mark that Viona was trying to cover with a scarf around her neck. "Asri, come out yu? let them both! maybe today we'll spend some time together." Oma Yani stood up pulling Bu Asri's hand.

Asri also understood with a glance at his mother's eyes. Then follow his mother's steps.

But when both of them want to cross the door ....

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